’ ‘And you’re happy with your decision?’ ‘It’s one of the best I’ve ever made.’ Parker stopped to look at a tiny tree in a squat plant...r, then looked up at Chelsea thoughtfully. ‘So you’re an artist. Do you have an artist’s temperament?’ ‘Yes and no,’ she laughed. ‘I’m probably a little more lucid than the stereotype might suggest. I’m rational and self-aware. I don’t play with crystals or believe in horoscopes. But I am prone to insomnia and anxiety. Nothing out of the ordinary, though.’. Then he felt the man's finger on his ass ring as the spit into, mercifully lubign his hole for the fucking that was about to take place. "Fuck him!" staretd to bark the others and with that the young studd felt the force of hard cock begin to penetrate him. He trembled and flinched as the old man began to slide his big meat into his sweet ass."Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck" moaned the man behind him as he finally slid in "yeah...fuck him" cheered the other and with that the first man began throusting in and. Things were getting very electrified, very exciting, very intense. She didn't have a cam, however, she did share some non-nude pics of herself. As he looked at them, and now knowing her sexual appetite, he thought to himself "...damn... if she was mine, we'd never leave the bedroom..."As time passed, he learned more about her. She had 2 girls, a husband who slept most of the time. He also learned that they were in the same type of careers (office type stuff...not important) and that they. "If that were not enough, we are also blessed with a slew of pick pockets. Again, we usually catch them, but the police are not arresting them and they are back in here the next night."Am I paranoid about this?"Jack replied, "Remember what Henry Kissinger once said, 'Even paranoids have enemies.' This may be connected. Do you have any state inspections coming up?" No, we just finished last month." Hum. How often do you get inspections?"Cy eyed Jack carefully. "About every quarter. What are you.